A new year came <br />on the wedding day <br />another on the day <br />my son was born. <br />A new year came <br />at the death of my papa <br />in the bald wrist of my mom <br />a new year drained my blood <br />another pumped something into <br />alas! <br />the sky it is <br />I often smile <br />and often cry <br />as the new year pass by.<br /><br />Golaka behari Acharya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-new-year-26/
